...a night Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew, Slander her love, and he forgave it her* Lor. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will...harmony. Sit, Jessica : Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold : There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st, But in...

...should we go in ? My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you, Within the house, your mistress is at hand ; And bring your music forth into the air. [Exit STEPHANO....harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ! There 's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st, But...

...above the earth by thoughts which he afterwards expressed in lines of wondrous loveliness : — " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There 'a not the smallest orb which thou behold'st, But in...

...And bring your music forth into the air. [Exit STBPH. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this hank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines" of bright gold. There 's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in...

...should we go in ? My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you, Within the house, your mistress is at hand ; And bring your music forth into the air. — [Exit...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines : of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But...

...should we go in ? My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you, Within the house, your mistress is at hand ; And bring your music forth into the air. — [Exit...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines1 of bright gold. There 's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But...

...dreams that have floated through our own minds a thousand times without finding utterance : " How tweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we...harmony. Sit. Jessica. Look how the floor of Heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But...

...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.' Or that glorious passage in Shakespeare — ' How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will...harmony. Sit, Jessica; look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold! There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in...

...for it, Though I alone do feel the injury. Lorenzo and Jessica speak. How sweet the moonlight sleeps4 upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds...harmony. Sit, Jessica ; look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines5 of bright gold ; There's not6 the smallest orb which thou behold'st, But...

...pray you, Within the house, your mistress is at hand; And bring your music forth into the air.— How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines* of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But...